The Alienated Assassin:
A bawdy laugh-out-loud Tom Sharpe style comedy
In the sleepy Yorkshire town of Fetherton, love-lorn Colin Crimp yearns in vain for his boss’s secretary, the libidinous Karen, who herself yearns for everyone but Colin. His life hits rock bottom when his sex-crazed boss, Henry Plank, moves in with him, thrown out by his puritanical wife, Norah, who, in a ridiculous act of revenge, unsuitably sets herself up as the town’s dominatrix.
Still, things can’t get any worse. Or can they?
When Lambert Ticke, a man on a mission, arrives in Fetherton, mistakenly convinced that Colin is planning to assassinate the Prime Minister of Great Britain, Northern Ireland and All Her Colonies Beyond the Sea, all hell breaks loose. And, when the American secret service, in the shape of a clinically deranged agent, Chuck Grogan, and a world-weary policeman, Bernard Lunt – who likes to kick first and ask questions later – become involved, the lives of both Colin Crimp and Lambert Ticke quickly spiral out of control.
As their worlds collide, the pair tumble towards the most explosive, manic, and hilarious conclusion you will have read in a long time.
If you enjoy Tom Sharpe, Giles Curtis and Steven Morris, then you’ll love The Alienated Assassin!
FIVE-STAR PRAISE FOR OTHER WORKS BY THE AUTHOR ON AMAZON KINDLE
I laughed out loud a great many times reading this. A very well-written book and a real page-turner. (Happiness Agenda)
I managed to finish it one sitting which is very unusual for me. Very funny in places, bittersweet in others. (Happiness Agenda)
Fantastic, I laughed till I cried. (X Marks the Spot)
I found this hilarious. (X Marks the Spot)
I am hard to please and found it very funny. (Nothing Serious)
About the Author
James Ward is a published mainstream author, having written for children, teenagers and adults. He has also written comedy for TV and radio, both in the UK and mainland Europe. An after-dinner speaker and award-winning member of The Magic Circle, James has performed stand-up comedy across Yorkshire and at the Edinburgh Fringe.
He lives in a quiet village in North Yorkshire, where he writes, sleeps and occasionally looks out of the window to see if it’s still raining.
Unusually for an author, he has no cats, dogs or small children, though he does have a wife who keeps him on the straight and narrow. (And a secret supply of biscuits she doesn’t know about.) (Or didn’t until that last sentence.)